Haiku is a traditional form of a Japanese poetry that consists of 3 lines, following a 5-7-5 syllable rule (first and third line 5 syllables, middle line 7 syllables). They don’t necessarily have to rhyme.

I was all set to join work this
Monday morning. Thrilled probably. It had been a long time while I was away
from my work. An emergency had arrived in my family, due to which I had to take
leave. Everything is fine now and under control. Last evening also, I was
delighted by the thought of getting back to work. I was missing it obviously.
Smile on the face of my students, the positivity I get while enter the class,
the joy of solving the queries and making them laugh sometimes, so
that the subject doesn’t gets overboard! Everything is special and has become a
part of me. That was the reason why I wanted to return by Sunday evening, so
that I’m able to return to work ASAP.

But that wasn't the case on
Monday. I got a call from the Institute and due to certain reasons the class
was cancelled. My sub conscious wasn't dancing, the way it does every
time after hearing for a cancelled class, it was staring at me probably, in anger! I tried to convince her that I
had other pending stuff to do (like pay bills, organize wardrobes, organize
room, organize myself for a change :P) and it took me some four odd hours to
calm my mind down! It was indeed a productive day in every possible way and I
am happy to admit that whatever happens, happens for good :)..

Thursday, 25 June 2015

It was a long winter night when
she sat across the narrow sea, thinking about all the people she had lost in
last one year.

What was it that took away
everything from her?

Was it fate or destiny that
brought so much disgrace to her?

And there she sat, sitting,
watching the furious waves, taking away all the belongings from the people
walking around.

That is where she realized the
nature of waves, it takes a lot more than what it brings to the people sitting
on the shore, just like the way it did to her family, drowning and sinking them
deep down and making her the orphan!

Thursday, 18 June 2015

Back to my blog.. back to
writing.. this couldn’t be any better. Last two weeks were crazy. First the
guests, then a wedding in the family. Now, those of you who have been reading
my blog lately, must be aware of it and the dance that came along with it, and
those who don’t know, can read it here. The
wedding was super amazing. And so was the city. Yes, it was in Calcutta. My first
visit there. And I loved every bit of it. Though it was different than the
other metro cities in the country, I liked it. Crowded the place it was and so
was its traffic but the street food there, compensated for everything. It was
mouth watering and delicious and spicy and yummy!! Mmmmm..

The evening of the functions, they were
fantastic. There were so many people, hitting the stage and leaving their best
impression. It was a bit nervous in the beginning for the dance that I had to
do, but once the music was ON, all I could think of was to be in that moment and
make the most of it. Obviously, I enjoyed to the full. Danced, just the way I
always do, without any worries about what would every one think or say? I had
to perform and I did.. with full energy and enthusiasm. Everybody loved our performance
(me and my SIL) and I was so proud of myself. Dancing with her is kinda raising
the already high benchmark more high, when you know you don’t even meet the regular
standard levels! And later dancing on the floor, I was simply out of control! The
beats, the music, the rhythm, the fun, the people, it was one terrific evening!

The cold coffee that was served
was too yummy and I had such a good coffee after a real long time. And so,
another SIL of mine (more of a friend though) and me, thought of a coffee
competition! Yes. That’s true. We asked the people there, and guess what, they
said it’s all finished and the guy who was making the coffee, he too had gone. Both
of us were disheartened. None of us have had dinner coz we knew we’d be
drinking down coffee. We requested them if anyhow it was possible for them to arrange.
But they were sorry.

They were not aware of our
competition for sure!

Within
a few moments, I saw a waiter approaching me with a glass of cold coffee and my
happiness was multiplied ten times.

“Thank you so much.”

“It’s our pleasure madam! We have
more, do you want more?”

“Of course I want more. Bring as
many glasses of coffee as possible”

“Sure ma’am”

O that moment was so exciting and
thrilling! Our competition was a tie but we enjoyed it to the full! That
evening was crazy and perfect and perfectly crazy :P.

I missed reading all the
wonderful posts by my fellow bloggers, but will do it now. I felt really glad
that my friends were visiting my blog and commenting, whereas I was unable to reciprocate.
I think that is one thing that keeps one moving in blogosphere. Had a good break.. and ate so much there. I wasn’t
eating actually, I was hogging! My stomach was nothing less than a dust-bin,
where I was throwing in all the trash that I had around me and it was all worth
it!

What did you do all these days? Care
to share?

P.S: The file size of the video was too large,couldn't upload here.. Sorry!

Friday, 12 June 2015

Travelling.. there is something with the word I guess. I find an
adrenaline rush all into my body! The rate of my heart beat goes up, I suddenly
go into my dreamland where it's me and my fantasies.. and this is something
that I've been experiencing since childhood.

I was a small little girl and a simple announcement of class
picnic made me day dream about it, play it on repeat mode endlessly till the
time it actually didn't happen.

Trips have always always excited me, even if I've explored the
lane next to my house, all by myself, it fills me up with so much of zeal!
After all, it is about how much could you explore!

It isn't very long when I was pondering over my trips and all the
fun that I had there, where i realized what is it that makes everything so
thrilling? What is that X-Factor that makes my trip complete.. my world
complete! I think that happens with everyone. Everybody makes the most of the
trip they're taking and it's always what you take along with yourselves to make
it a memorable one. Want to know what makes everything perfect for me? Well, I
am thrilled to tell you.

1.Camera-
Yeah, your guess is right! As common as it may sound, but a good camera is a
must for me for any of the trips I take. Going to majestic place and coming
back without capturing it's beauty is like a total No-No. The captivating
scenic beauty, the breathtaking views, all the mesmerising moments that I can
mesmerise for a lifetime. Sounds interesting to me! And above all, the
obsession with your own photographs is something that every girl will be able
to relate to. Camera totally works for me!

2.Dock/Sound
system- O yes! My trip is totally incomplete with this. Of course, Renault
Lodge provides an excellent arrangement for all your hit numbers with the
perfect sound quality cheer everyone. I am not a performer but when the sound
of my favourites goes into my ears, it kind of becomes an epic moment! All the
moves and the grooves.. it's like a drug for me.. sets me high in one instant..
charges up my energy and set the aura for the perfect moment of enjoyment.
Music is totally my best friend.

3.Portable
Tent/Base camp-If you are
one adventurous person, then this is totally for you. Imagine, having your own
base camp.. freedom to suit yourself amidst forest or may be a lane down the
narrow road, or may be tired to travel further, base camp vanishes away all
your worries. And specially when your plan is a random one, then this is what
you all need. Who knows if you'll get a proper place to stay.. and with your
base camp you have the liberty to stay and explore all the places which are
mostly oblivious.

Base camp sounds fun, gives a sense of living the lives as shown
on travel shows. Also, with all the space in Renault Lodge, it gives you everything
you want!

4.Books-
Yes, if you're an avid reader, you simply can't travel without books. They make
your journey so engrossing. And a few chapters before bedtime (not to mention
the tiring day you had going around the local area) gives you a sound, peaceful
sleep, best way to relax your body and mind. Books, a must have!

5.Companion-
Every success is incomplete if you don't have someone to share it with..
happiness is truly felt when you have that person with you. They say, it's not
the destination that matters, but the journey that counts. And how about
sharing that wonderful journey whose close to you, to make it more beautiful..
to make it more memorable. I am one person for whom relationship really
matters, be it your family or friends or spouse. It is all about being together
with them and creating those memories. 'The more the merrier' is certainly true
for vacations. Renault is the best to take along your loved ones and make the
trip worth remembering.

These are my 5 essentials without which is my world, without which
things get on my nerves, without which I can say a 'No' to travelling!

I've shared my must-haves.. what are yours? What is it that you
can't leave at any cost? Would love to hear from you..

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the #LiveLodgycal Drive in Goa

Wednesday, 10 June 2015

So sun rises in the east.. learnt it.. read it so many
times.. realized it for the first time.. Right now.. Travelling in train..
vacation time.. family time.. towards east.. and it was 6 am and the sunshine
was all inside.. i felt like it was 9 in the morning!

Another update is the chit-chat going around among the
elderly people. Sometimes I wonder, why are they so stubborn? Why don't they DO
anything towards bringing out the change, and instead complain that there is no
change around.. there is fault with the system.. government doesn't do
anything.. blah.. blah.. blah.. I find it all crap! I always respect them and
value their experience, but being rigid about yourself and your thoughts, is
not always wise! Cleanliness for example.

Every blogger comes into this blogosphere with this need of
expressing him/herself. All of us write down what we have in our hearts and
there is nothing to show off in that.. nothing to exaggerate anything in that.
During the cleanliness drive, organized by Indiblogger a few months back, most
of us participated in that and I'm sure, we feel it, we do it and that is why
we write it! So here's the excerpt from the conversation:

Man 1: The government hasn't done much in this last one
year.

Man 2: Yeah, I agree. All I'm good with is that food prices
are not soaring high. Not much of the change is there in them. So I'm happy.

Man 3: You take the example of cleanliness only. People
like you and me.. we still throw trash in the open.. dispose stuff on the road
and there are millions like us. Nothing is going to change in this nation.

I'm stunned at the audacity this man is talking!

Man 3: But still things are changing. Cleanliness in the
nation is improving. See the bright side.

Me: I don't agree with you at all uncle. I don't know about
others and neither can I give guarantee on their part. But I, NEVER EVER throw
anything outside except bin. But people like me are rare, that's why it is
for you to say nation is still dirty

Man 1: Nobody bothers what you do or don't. And it won't
matter as well.

Me: That's what the point is that I'm trying to make here.
Instead of sitting here and commenting about government, why don't you do
anything towards something that bothers you. Forget about corruption,
cleanliness is the least thing that you could contribute.. towards your city,
your country and above all, to yourself!

Others: You need to take a chill girl. Calm down. Don’t get
so hyper!

Me: Yeah, I know. I'm good. Making my point clear.
Simple.

It was on my mind so bad.. so thought to share with you
guys. Have you guys had such kind of experience? Is it only me who keep hearing
such stuff? Care to share? Please do.

Monday, 8 June 2015

There
was a time, when I was really inactive with my blogging. Irregular with my
writing as well. Making an effort to write an article once in a month was a
major achievement and a sense of relief as well. I used to write so as to get
out of the guilty conscious inside me, that used to push me write more and
more. But whenever I sat to write anything, I hardly had anything in my mind
worth sharing with my readers. Barely there was the need to write. I just
opened my heart only when required. Only when I felt that I need to bring
things out, as my mind is getting overloaded with stuff. And that is how
writing came into picture.

There
was a time, I used to promise myself for making an effort to write; and I was
the one who use to give excuses to myself for not writing. Sometimes work,
sometimes mood (you see writing comes from within and it wasn't coming from
within or rather I wasn't letting it come :P) But off late, things have changed
quite a bit. It’s kind of a big deal for me to write every single day or may be
twice a week. Well, no plans to break the continuity.

I
always need a push, may be a topic, may be a contest, may be a deadline to
finish, which motivates me to go ahead. But now, I have to keep moving my fingers,
no matter what. Bring out whatever non-sense is going in my head (regardless,
if it’s worth posting or not).

But
here’s the spoiler, I won’t be active on my blog this week (I will try to be as
regular as possible though), as there is an occasion in the family and I am travelling.
Yippee. :D

But
this Word of Festival was truly an amazing experience to bring out and identify
your creativity. Have the courage to let the world know what’s inside you and I
am totally glad to be a part of it.

How
were your experience people? Drop in your comments and let me know.

Saturday, 6 June 2015

May
started when I was in Bombay. For a friend’s wedding. More than the wedding it
was the rendezvous that mattered! Meeting all the old friends after ages is a
bliss. And that too in Mumbai. I really really want to stay in that city for
some time. There is something about it. It makes you fall in love in the first
instant. The people there, the pace of life there, the nightlife. It’s always awake. Go to Marine Drive at 2 in the morning and you’ll fail to make out if it’s
8 in the evening or 2 in the morning. Streets will be busy with the vendors.
Couples would be all lost into themselves. Families would be busy spending
moments of togetherness. I was there for two days, but those days were the most
memorable days of this year so far. I shopped as well. :D Saw Margarita with a
Straw. Amazing movie it was. Such movies make me believe the audience of our
country is growing well! Visiting Mumbai was a good learning as well. As always, I believe best in the people, but reality turns out something else. And I learned from this experience as well.

After a good break in the city of dreams, I was back
home. And it was good to be back. Back to work. Back to family. This year is
bringing a bash of good movies. Saw Piku and it was another blockbuster. Bollywood is really doing well. The month was
hectic than usual at home. Had a lot many guests at my place which kept the
time occupied. Relatives were coming and going and that is how the month passed
in a sigh! We got a table to play tennis. I'm a novice at it but I’ll learn it
soon. I know that.

After
the April A to Z challenge, I tried to be regular with my blog. I didn’t post
as much as I did in April, but I was regular for sure. I never realized it
would be fun writing and reading and making friends via blog. I did my first
ever book review and it was all my pleasure to write for it.

I
want to keep this short and simple. Summer is at its peak and getting on my nerves.
How did May treat you? Any stories to share?

So
the activity given in the Write Tribe is fun. I chose a colour and tried to
observe all the things that I could see while driving home. I
chose Red colour and realized so much of the stuff around us is red.

Thought to
pen them down:

- For
starters, my car is Red in colour

- All
the sign boards were red

-Any
major hoardings or banners were painted in red. I think that’s a catch colour. That’s
why people use it

- Well,
it was outside the hospital as well

- There
were so many houses with red as their colour and were so pretty. I barely
noticed them!

- Kwality
walls ice-cream parlour is red in colour and so is Coco-Cola’s hoarding.

I
realized a little late and was about to reach home and thus the list is short. But
this activity is really good. It happens with so many of us. We only see what
we want to see and notice things which are of our interest. I think that is how
our brain functions.

When writing wasn't really my thing, I simply wrote what I
had in my heart without giving a second thought. I was in my high school when I was all aloof. No one in the family to hear me, no friends, and the only friend
I considered to be with me at all times was the one who had spread rumours about
me, said things which totally broke me! That was a bad period. The only urge
that I had in me was to open my heart and bring things out. And I always wanted
a secret diary. To pen things down. I made one then. I was scared of writing it initially. I wondered what if someone might read it? What if someone makes fun
of me? What if people judge me? What if after reading all of it, they still fail
to fathom me? Despite all the horrified thoughts, I garnered the courage to
write my heart out.

“Write what disturbs you, what you fear, what
you have not been willing to speak about. Be willing to besplit open.”

One
day, while I was in school, I realized my diary was missing. I searched it
everywhere. In the class cupboard, in the library, in the field, in the court,
every possible place. But it wasn't there. I thought I might have left it at
home. After school, all restless, in order to search it, I changed the entire geography of my house, but couldn't find it.

Next day, when I reached school, there were so many girls (it was only girls school), holding pages of my diary, laughing out loud, making fun of me. I was into
tears. I’d written about how bad I felt when my best friend chose a classmate
over me, I wrote about how hurt I was when my so called friends wanted to make of fun me in front of everyone, when they left me because I was dark than all of them, I wrote what friendship meant to me, I wrote about how lonely I felt.

And
my classmates, they tagged me a ‘lesbian’! I was shocked! I wasn't able to make
out where it was coming from and where it was leading. I was too broken to handle all
of it. After a few days, I came to know the reason behind the tag I was given. I
had written my feelings for my friends, that’s why everyone bullied me then. It
was a bad time then. I know it's absurd! But that's how it was! I thought I made a mistake by writing all of the stuff
down! I shouldn't have let my heart go like this and bring out what was in
there.

But
later that year, I met few of the best people in the world. I made friends
again. For a lifetime. And I realized there is nothing to be worried about if I
want to write things that I have in me. And I came across this wonderful quote,
which boosted me even more!

“Be
courageous and try to write in a way that scares you a little”

-Holley Gerth

I think all of us have something
which is hidden deep in our hearts. It is writing and only writing that helps
us bring it all out and relive us from the burden of keeping it in!

This was my story.. what’s yours? Have you written
anything that scared you before? Do leave the link of it.

Haiku is a traditional form of a Japanese poetry that consists of 3 lines, following a 5-7-5 syllable rule (first and third line 5 syllables, middle line 7 syllables). They don’t necessarily have to rhyme.

Wednesday, 3 June 2015

Sometimes
when you get up early morning, the only thoughts you have in your mind are “It’s
going to be another normal day, just like yesterday”, “Same old routine,
nothing new or exciting is going to take place”, and these thoughts seem to
eternize and scare you to hell! Such was my today’s morning. I didn’t feel
like exercising, I didn't want to go out of my room... I wanted to lay in
my bed. That’s it. But that did not happen, obviously.

While I was getting
ready, I got a call from one of my closest friend AR. Just her name, along with
her photo brought a smile to me. I wondered what it must be that she’s calling
at such an hour?! And I knew it in my heart as well that we both are not able
to talk to each other because of our busy schedules (when she calls me, I’m busy and
when I call her back, she’s busy), hence the morning call. I was getting a
little late, but my heart wanted to talk to her and so I listened to it.
Knowing each other’s whereabouts and getting the fact that we both are dying to
talk to each other and blurt out every single event happening in our lives, by
simply sensing it in each other’s voice was exhilarating! There is
always so much to catch up every time we meet (even if we meet
every single day!)

It
will be a decade this year to our friendship and I really want to celebrate. We’re poles apart. In everything. Still there was something about us that connected us! I hate people who
use to quidnunc, and she is the
last person on earth who’d do that. Everything around us was hidebound,
yet we managed to break all the barriers and live our life to the full, do all
the possible craziness that our heart wanted to! Before meeting her, I’d given
up on friendship to be honest. It was a tatterdemalion
state for me. I realized and learned a lot many things from my previous friends
and AR was the one who helped and supported me in everything. Made me accept
the flaws I had and helped me love them and myself!

I
have always been a middling kind of
performer, but she helped me deliver my best by having me believe that I could!
She is one person behind shaping the person who I really am today and I am
really proud about this fact. It might be a cliché to you, another common story
of friendship you hear from every person around, but not me.

This
post is for her. And guess what, that 5 minute call in the morning made my day.
Put a smile on my day that lasted for a lot many hours than I expected. There was
happiness in my heart. For something. I think the reason was her only!

Thank
you so much for everything you've given me! Hope to see you soon.

I’m sure you guys too have a friend who is close
to heart? Do share about them.